Ally Brooke
Touch*
[Verse 1]
I see your lips talk (eh, eh, eh)
But it must something wrong with your leg (eh, eh, eh)
Yeah you got flavour like a scoop of ice-cream (eh)
But i can even take a taste (eh, eh, eh)

[Pre Chorus]
You got the moves, you're so smooth
Gotta watch what you do
You're too cool for the school
Gotta break all the rules
It drives you mad it's so crazy
What my heart says to do
When i'm thinking of you

[Chorus]
I want your love
La la la la la la la la la la
I want your love
La la la la la la la la la la
Want your money
La la la la la la la la la la
It's not too much (much)
La la la la la la la la la la

[Post Chorus]
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah (touch)
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah (touch)
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah